Summoning the Cringelord

Dancing

dancing as an expression dancing with your feelings for love and lost

being one with the music, is cringe.

Having fun is cringe

Being loud is cringe

Singing is cringe

Talking to loud is cringe

We have collectively decided that expressing is cringe

Is rare

Is outcast

Is atypical

Is more acceptable if one’s high

Or drunk, but cute drunk

Not the drunk that someone can film you and get you canceled

You can dance if you’re hot

Definition in our capitalism world is being:

Skinny

White

Masculine or feminine (can’t have both)

And being rebellious

like having a little drug

THEN YOU CAN DANCE

The need for getting undressed as oneself has been erased

But having madness

Letting your actions kill you

And your emotions drown you

Is living

IS DANCING

So many socially accepted artist accord

That we have to feel and express

But the trick is that being ordinary kills it

Has become a rule that one can be unique,

if a public is watching

Exotic, if being followed

Unconventional, if having talent AND contacts

But FUCK IT

I want to dance

I want to scream

I want to laugh

To get as drunk as I want

To share my thoughts

My projects

My art

Without the anxiety that comes along with being called cringe

Writing this have made me realized

That I actually care

And I’m MAD

I’m frustrated

AHHHHHHHHH – I scream out loud

Fuck it, I’m going dancing.